rissa’s second birthday.
we rocked out, ate some bomb pizza and cake, played tag for about 7 minutes, listened to every single audio greeting card sold at walgreens, LET THE DOGS OUT, had a sayonce, walked around the neighborhood, got chased by the grudge, ding dong ditched, played question and answer, and waited for alexis’ mom—the only woman who would go shopping at 11:20 at night, and then get stopped at a checkpoint.
it was an adventure.

